Naturally, the moment we got outside of the cancellation time frame disaster struck and we found ourselves shelling out money hand over fist to keep our cars running. There's nothing quite as irritating as car repairs. I don't know if others feel this way, but when I've already dumped a ton of money into acquiring a vehicle, and operating the vehicle, and insuring the vehicle and conducting routine maintenance on the vehicle, having to dump even more into fixing it just feels like an injustice. That being said, the trip was booked, some money was already paid, and we decided that we might as well still take this vacation. Besides, we were very excited about seeing Saguaro National Park.
The first leg of our trip was a short drive from Orem to Las Vegas, well Henderson to be more specific. We made pretty good time, got checked into our hotel and enjoyed cruising through the halls with Vivian to get her some exercise after the long car ride, and to wear her down a little before bed. She seemed exhausted when we finally called it a night. I was therefore somewhat surprised when she didn't sleep well that night, and woke up several times crying and upset. The next morning she seemed fine, all be it a little tired. We got packed up and headed downstairs for breakfast. Standing in the breakfast area with my baby I was completely caught off-guard when she suddenly started vomiting all over the floor, and of course in her alarm over the situation could not be persuaded to stand still and just ralph in one area, but rather deposited three or four pools of barf on the floor. It was quite upsetting for both of us. Probably for the hotel staff that acted as though it was a no big deal as well. After that she seemed her usual self, and we stupidly allowed her to consume a few Cheerios before we got on the road.
Vivian promptly fell asleep in the back of the car, and we had driven for a couple of hours when we heard her throwing up in her carseat. Justin pulled over, we did some wetwipe cleaning (wetwipes are one of the greatest inventions of all time), and were able to continue on our way (twice as grateful for the windfall of having a rental car with leather seats). This time I was seated next to her armed with a small styrofoam bowl, that was unfortunately put to use before we were able to find a gas station to stop at and purchase ziplock baggies to replace the styrofoam bowl. We used one of those, and for the most part we spent the day in the back of the car with her and I dozing, and me rationing her little sips of water. By the time we arrived in Tucson I was wondering if we should have
taken this trip after all. Lucky for us, once she was released from the car she seemed to be recovered.
Our first morning in Tucson Vivian woke up acting like she was 100%. We decided to head straight to the National Park and start the day off with a scenic drive, and a small ecology walk/hike.
To our delight, we did in fact see a Cristate cactus, and it was just as spectacular as one might suspect.
|A picture I stopped to snap along the way|
Vivian obviously had to stay on my back for the duration of the hike, so I stopped again to make a few adjustments, and find a suitable walking stick for Justin to help him along.
|The rain clouds looming overhead|
On the way back to visitor's center, where incidentally we actually saw a wild javelina, I told Justin that perhaps we should visit an urgent care.
|The trip from the car to the sign convinced him that maybe a visit to urgent care was in order.|
The next morning we woke up late, and had to revisit our plans for the day. The doctor had repeatedly told him he should spend the day on the couch with his foot elevated. He never even momentarily took that into consideration.
|Prepping for another exciting outing|
|Although I've been to lots of zoos that claim to have a beaver in residence, this was the first time I've actually seen one.|
|Near the closed snack station|
|At the desert tortoise exhibit|
|Just a nice shot of that absurd little mustache|
|Just a little something for Meredith that we spotted on the drive back to the timeshare.|